Chapter 611: Ginseng flowers bloom and fragrance fill the mountains

The next day, Cuihua left Kaoshantun happily, and the monkey-playing man returned to Nanwazi to work with peace of mind, waiting for the good news. The fat man went up the mountain alone to transport building materials.

In order to cover up, the fat man went to the radar station for the first time, and found a way to pull the moose down the mountain, and transplant some ginseng seedlings into the ginseng garden.

This time, the fat man also became sensible: half of them planted in the mountains, and half they stayed in the box to grow.

Although it is half, it also reaches a terrifying number. Because once it develops to scale, the number will increase dozens of times each time. A ginseng plant can have fifty or sixty seeds, and now there are nearly 200 that can bear fruit. The fat man planted things in the wooden box, and the survival rate is extremely high, so this year's ginseng seedlings are 10,000.

In this way, the newly developed ginseng garden will be useful, and even this way, it will not be planted. Thinking about the number of ginseng garden will be more, so the fat man has planned to plant a thousand plants in the ginseng garden, and the rest will be planted in the mountains.

Although this may be destroyed by birds and beasts, there are still many left. Anyway, the contract period is thirty years, which is no different from planting in your own home.

This is definitely a potential stock. Think about the tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, and millions of pure old ginseng in thirty years later, and the value is definitely a number that makes people feel infinitely terrifying.

It is also for this reason that the fat man was walking very slowly along the way. He carried a small shovel on his shoulder, digging a pit after walking for a while, planting a ginseng seedling without even leaving a mark.

In the mountains of Daqing, the fat man's humming echoed every day: "It's okay today - go dig the ground--"

Four days later, when I arrived at the radar station, I only used more than 2,000 ginseng seedlings. It seems that when I am fine, I have to walk into the deep mountains and transplant ginseng. There is a long way to go.

When he saw the radar station, the fat man made a load, carried it on his shoulders, and then went up the mountain tremblingly. Every time he came, the fat man was not empty-handed, and he always made some things, and they were all necessities of the radar station.

The sentry saw the fat man from a distance and reported the news. The company commander He Xiaowu immediately brought a few people to welcome him. Since he became the new leader of the radar station, he gradually realized that everything here is closely related to Kaoshantun, and the relationship between the military and civilians is best interpreted here. Therefore, this fine tradition must be continued.

"Come on my own, fat man!" After Commander He shook hands with the fat man, he was also very surprised: There were many wild animals in the mountains, and even at the radar station, there were occasional blind bears and wild boars and other people. The fat man entered the mountain alone and swallowed the leopard's courage.

The load on the fat man's shoulder was snatched away by the soldiers, and he kept being polite: "No, I'm not tired - Commander He, I'm used to wandering around the mountains alone, and it's almost like strolling in my own private plot."

In fact, the fat man was not lying. He was not tired at all just after he was carried on the load, but the soldier who took the load couldn't stand it. Good guy, he had a load of at least 200 kilograms. It would be strange if he could not be tired after carrying it from the bottom of the mountain. He had just walked a few steps and grinned.

"This is a good piece of soybean for the villagers, more than 100 kilograms of soybeans. When the lunar month and May Festival are over, the sauce will be ready." The fat man brought it, it turned out to be a piece of soybean.

This thing is around Qingming Festival every year. At that time, every family has to choose soybeans and pick out those with insect eyes and green beans.

There is no seed selection machine, and the common people also have a method to cushion the two legs of the kang table to form a gentle slope, then place a few chopsticks on both sides, and the middle is the site where soybeans are churned.

The more plump soybeans roll along the slope into the dustpan below, and those that are not qualified will be left on the table and then put away separately.

The little kids are most willing to do this, and they do the work just like playing.

After choosing the soybeans, wash them clean and put them in the pot. This process is relatively long and usually takes a sleepover. The next day, when the soybeans and beans are sprouted, they will be mashed with a soybean and pestle. They will be smashed into rectangular large soybean pieces, which are basically one foot long, half a foot wide and high, and one piece is more than ten pounds.

Such sauce blocks cannot be used immediately. They have to be wrapped in newspapers and placed on the kang. They can ferment slowly for a few months. Then, when the weather is warmer, they can only move the sauce blocks out, clean them outside, break them into pieces, put them into the sauce jar, then add salt and water, and slowly ferment them again.

At this time, the most important thing is to rake the soy sauce in the sauce jar every day and throw out the dirty things. Therefore, when the diligent people's soy sauce is opened, it will smell the fragrance from afar. Those who are too lazy to rake, the soy sauce will smell smelling smelly.

When ordinary people tell jokes, they often talk about things: It depends on who your wife is lazy or not, and you will know it by tasting the sauce.

There are more than 30 soldiers at the radar station, and most of the big jars of pickled sauerkraut are provided by the people of Kushantun every year.

"I'm sorry for everyone again." Commander He sighed sincerely. It's really a great happiness to be able to get along with the people so well.

Walking forward with a smile, the fat man saw Lao Wu wearing a straw hat and sitting on the side of the road, looking at him with a smile. On a meadow in the distance, there were rows of beehives.

"You are still leisurely--" The fat man muttered. The ancients said that it was rare to have half a day of leisure in life. This old Wu really could live. No wonder the fat man had the idea of ​​going up the mountain to raise beekeepers.

"The fat man is here, I'll take two plates in a while. I feel refreshed recently and my mind is getting clearer and clearer. I just happened to take the surgery first." Old Wu looked like he was old and was angry and wanted to laugh.

"I don't have time to coax you." The fat man was going to lead the soldiers to plant ginseng.

"If you don't play, I'm going to meet the opponent of Corps He now, which is much more interesting than playing chess with you." Old Wu laughed and didn't care at all.

Because the fat man is here, I will improve the food as usual. The newly caught big fish and the freshly picked pickled pickles in the field are all fresh.

The fat man slapped his thighs and quickly untied the big backpack on his body, then took out several large bags of dry tofu from it. They were as thin as paper, and the color was golden, and they stretched out very elastic.

The water quality of Kaoshantun is good, so the tofu made is particularly delicious. The tofu is white and tender, and the dried tofu is soft and thin, and the meat is superb. It is best to eat raw or stewed and stir-fried. Among Northeast dishes, dried tofu and pepper are definitely an indispensable dish.

Because the soldiers at the radar station do not know how to make it, everyone is willing to bring some dried tofu when going up the mountain. Especially in this month, put some egg sauce in it, then sprinkle some mother-in-law's dice, coriander and green onions, and then roll it into a cylinder. It tastes the most chewy and doesn't need to be served any other dishes.

After lunch, the fat man went to the ginseng garden for a walk, got all the ginseng seedlings, and then returned to the radar station to find helpers. Wang Sanpao and the others also selected all the strongholds, returned successfully, and joined the plan to transplant ginseng.

The soldiers carried small military shovels and followed the fat man into the ginseng garden. Looking at the large number of ginseng seedlings with density like small water radish vegetables, they were a little stunned: What a fortune it would be if this lasted ten or eight years!

"Haha, everyone is working hard and remembering what they plant. When they are discharged from the army, each person will bring a wild ginseng home." The fat man shouted, full of enthusiasm.

"Brother Fat, can you reissue some of us first?" Li Qiang put his head in front of Fatty.

"Ahem - you all owe it first, wait until the ginseng grows before getting it. Our family has great business and is full of ginseng dolls, what are you afraid of?" The fat man slapped his chest angrily.

Most of the soldiers have grown ginseng, so they are familiar with it. Although this thing is more expensive, in the eyes of fat people, it is not much different from eggplant seedlings and pepper seedlings. People can grow well with pure wild ones, so don’t care too much.

Everyone planted, and the fat man carried two buckets of water, and was busy with watering. Wang Sanpao came over and said, "Fat man, where did so many ginseng seedlings come from?"

"They are all collected ginseng seeds every autumn, and there will be more than this in the future." The fat man replied casually.

"If this is the case, I have an idea. I might as well pull out some of them and plant them in the mountains. It will probably grow better. Ginseng is too dense, but it will not grow well." Wang Sanpao said to the fat man while ticking his little pipe.

The fat man had to keep the plan secret, but he didn't expect that Wang Sanpao would go with him. So he yelled: "Uncle San, you are a hindspot, I have already started to take action."

"Yes, where did you plant it?" Wang Sanpao was also excited. In the past, hundreds of old ginseng trees could be produced in the big green mountains every year. Later, there were dozens of them, and finally a few of them were almost extinct. I didn't expect that there would be a day to flourish again.

The fat man grabbed the back of his head: "Uncle San, there are thousands of trees, I can remember them no matter how many times. Anyway, it's in the mountains, so I'll look for it slowly. Haha, I suddenly had an idea. After a few years, I would go up the mountain to travel, and I had a special project, which was to be a ginseng picker."

Wang Sanpao couldn't keep up with the fat man's thinking, and he felt a little dizzy for a moment: "Fat man, you're too casual, so why don't you just urinate after entering the mountain? When will you find a place? Come and find a place."

The fat man was also happy. The metaphor of Wang Sanpao is really - it is really similar to the actual situation, and it means to do whatever you want.

"Also, if you ask someone to pick ginseng, who will be the one you pick?"

"Of course we're the ones. And when we pick a wild ginseng plant, we have to pay for it." The fat man said with his little eyes blinking.

"Let's get it, those people are sick, help us with work and give us money after it." Wang Sanpao really couldn't understand.

The fat man was very confident: "Uncle San, please don't worry. To put it bluntly, he was full and full. To be nice, it was called "Qiqi". Think about it, who doesn't want to be addicted to digging ginseng?"

"That's right." Wang Sanpao grabbed the back of his head. The excitement of discovering the baby was enough for people to recall the whole life, just like the prey he had been trapped in the first time. In this way, the fat man's idea was not all whimsical, and it might be possible to realize it in the future.
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